My husband realizes that he is forgetful, never have I said he might or could have dementia, what would be the point he feels bad enough hisself and says he is getting stupid, I tell him we all forget things sometimes.
He has his schedule that he follows breakfast, dishes, garbage on and on as long as we follow that we seem to be okay. Things get put in the wrong places which is an irritant but just that, after he has gone should he go first I will smile and remember him lovingly for the man I loved and who loved and adored and spoiled me so much. I will plod on and hope we never get to the point where he doesn’t recognize me?